Now I don’t have wet dreams any more, and I still shave or need to daily. However, Each and every day I go to sleep (unless satiated); I do so with a mass of flesh erect and beating on my navel and wake up the same way. Now that’s not a bad thing. But this morning, it was just as stiff, and the pulsation was the same, and the blood vessels were exceedingly visible. However, unlike most days, it has maintained this for most of this day. Even as I write, it is growing down my thigh. As a result, I have for much of the day, been thinking about some awful sordid acts, in particular the desire to support some delicate and lovely woman’s legs on my shoulder, and with her feat by her ears, and bang her back out – literally.
The problem is this aint me. I’m an old school cat and prefer to apply long and slow and impliable strokes such to feel and ascertain each and every emotion the face can display, the heart can beat, the voice can utter through whisper, moan and/or grunt. Although I don’t think it is anything wrong with the occasional drilling or splitting, I do admit that the gradual and unhurried elongated caress of me inside of my partner is better than the latter. But today, if I were to be accosted sexually by a vixen of confounded appetite, for the record she would take a loss and have to take one for the team today.
Maybe it was because I went to sleep last night at 9:30, or all the fried pork chops I have been consuming in concert with Lima, beans, stir fried squash with hot banana peppers and rice; or maybe even the tequila, or the fact it is getting colder and it was raining this morning. So no rumination today just a query, and nope I don’t take no Viagra or none of that shit, cause black men already got heart problems. Like I said just a query, is there wrong with banging your partners back out every now and then?